Hail the King Chapter 357: Battle On The Peak – End (1)

The four Moon-Cla.s.s Elites dashed away and were ready to escape. The sudden explosion of power from Krasic destroyed their confidence; they felt like they would be killed if they stayed here longer.

However, Krasic didn't give them the chance.

After another hand sign, green dashes of sword energy chased after them like meteors.

Puff…….

“Ah……”

Amauri and Costakarta both tried to defend against the sword energies, but they were blown away heavily by the terrifying power within the green sword energies. Like birds that got shot, the two of them fell from the sky and smashed onto the ground, creating clouds of dust.

At the same time, two huge rocks that weighed 1000 pounds each were hit by the body of Heavenly Sword and flew towards Lkunta and Huntelaar who were escaping in another direction.

“Sh*t!”

“Open!”

The two Moon-Cla.s.s Elites sensed the approaching danger, and their faces changed color. They knew that Krasic was trying to kill them with this strike, and they quickly turned around to block the rocks.

Boom!

A palm with a red energy flame and a sword with a silver energy flame collided with the rocks. As the booming noise sounded, the two rocks exploded into pieces. Like a fancy firework, the chipped rocks, clouds of dust, and colorful energy flames flew in all directions.

At this moment, two green sword energies dashed through the clouds of dust at an insane speed and pierced through the body of Lkunta and Huntelaar. Two flowers made from blood blossomed in the sky.

“Ah!”

Puf!!

After two noises sounded, the two Moon-Cla.s.s Elites also fell down from the sky like two kites that were cut off from the kite lines.

“Ahahahahaha……” Krasic laughed heroically with the sword in his hand.

The Martial Saint of Zenit looked like a Demon Deity!

He was no longer quiet and composed. Instead, he looked haughty and dominating. As his powerful aura expanded more and more outward, his long and thick hair fluttered in the wind crazily. His face was completely covered by his hair, and only his eyes that were filled with chilliness and murderous spirits could be seen.

“Die!” The Martial Saint of Zenit shouted as he raised Heavenly Sword.

This sneer made the four Moon-Cla.s.s Elites s.h.i.+ver as if they were electrocuted.

They were all severely injured; their combat abilities dropped dramatically, and the pain had numbed their nerves, slowing down their reaction speed.

Before they could do anything, Krasic had instantly appeared in front of Lkunta with the green energy flame, and Heavenly Sword slashed down mercilessly.

Whoos.h.!.+

One head flew into the sky.

There was a shocking expression on the face as if Lkunta still couldn't believe what was happening the moment he was killed.

Before this battle, he thought this was a carefully planned Martial Saint Battle that could shock the continent and he was the protagonist. He didn't think that his role would change so drastically at the last moment, turning from the protagonist to a dead man!

Bam!

Lkunta's headless corpse fell onto the ground, and the broken corpse sent some specks of dust into the air as its last bit of effort.

A Moon-Cla.s.s Elite died like that!

A Martial Saint of a level 1 empire died!

Normally, such a powerful warrior was looked up to by many and was rarely a.s.sociated with death.

What just happened shocked a lot of people, and it was completely silent on the central sword peak.

Even the warriors of Zenit who hated Lkunta couldn't believe what they just witnessed.

“The Martial Saint of Spartax who was so pressing these days really died?”

“Ah! Run! Quick!” Amauri's hoa.r.s.e and panicking scream broke the silence.

When he was defeated by Krasic on Moro Mountains, his confidence was cracked a little. He thought his confidence would be restored after killing Krasic and completing this operation, but Krasic's suddenly unleash of power completely destroyed his confidence. After seeing his brother Lkunta die in front of him, he was terrified of Krasic and felt like he could never defeat this Martial Saint of Zenit.

Amauri's mental collapse made Huntelaar and Costakarta lose the last bit of hope.

“Wuuuuuuuu……” a series of sharp howling sounded from Huntelaar, and it resonated in the sky.

Almost at the same instant, a series of wing-fluttering sound appeared. Under the silver moonlight, five huge shadows emerged; each of them was more than four meters long. As they dashed toward the central sword peak, they brought along a huge indescribable pressure; the pressure increased as they got closer.

“Griffins…… the Griffin Knights of the Jax Empire! The Rulers of the Sky!” someone shouted.

Surprised, Fei took a closer look.

The beasts that were charging down from the sky were special. They had the body of lions but the head and wings of eagles; their wingspan was more than 20 meters long. They wiggled their wolf-like tails as their wings reflected off a bronze light.

When they opened their beaks, it felt like the ear-piercing noise was able to change the direction of blood flow and rhythms of the heartbeat of humans. As they got closer to the peak, a huge wind was created by their wings. Heavy rocks were blown away by the wind, and the energies that some warriors of Zenit shot at them were dismantled before they could get to the Griffin Knights.

It was heard that the mature Griffins in the wild could advance into level 10 Demon Beasts just like the [Fire Destruction Bear] that Lkunta once had. However, the Griffins here today were domesticated by the Jax Empire. In order to better coordinate with humans, most of their wildness was stripped away. As a result, their strength also decreased; most of them were level 7 Demon Beasts, which was equivalent to Seven-Star Warriors.

These Griffins were intelligent. They clearly sensed the terrifying power of Krasic and kept their 1000-meter distance from the central sword peak; they weren't willing to go down any further.

“Go!” Huntelaar jumped up and reached out his hand. As if he grabbed onto something, he pulled himself up in mid-air and got onto the back of a Griffin.

Amauri's eyes lit up as he used the same method to get onto a Griffin.

Costakarta, on the other hand, quickly moved to aside and grabbed onto something before he did the same.

By now, the warriors of Zenit realized that there were thin ropes extending from the Griffins, and that allowed them to borrow force in mid-air.

At their peak state, the three Moon-Cla.s.s Elites were capable of standing in mid-air with ease. Now, they were so injured that they couldn't even jump up 1000 meters and had to rely on ropes to help them. Their situation was so bad that it was hard to describe.

“Chew……”

The Griffins let out a deep roar, and the ultrasonic waves made the warriors of Zenit dizzy; they couldn't chase after the Griffins at all.

The Griffins, on the other hand, continued to fly up. Until they were high enough in the sky to dodge the huge magic s.h.i.+eld of St. Petersburg and the attacks from the mages in the tall magic towers, they started moving away.

“Krasic! The three empires will come and avenge for today!”

“Hahaha, I know you are severely injured as well! Rest well! Next time we come, Zenit will be conquered, and your head will be hung on the gate of the Royal Palace in St. Petersburg!”

“Krasic! Since you can't kill us all here, what happened to my brother Lkunta will happen to you! I swear in the name of Amauri!”

The shouts and threats of the three Moon-Cla.s.s Elites sounded in the sky. It seemed like they knew that Krasic was injured and couldn't chase after them, and they were a lot more relaxed. What happened today was too shameful; they had four Moon-Cla.s.s Elites on their side, but they were still beaten to a great degree.

The Griffins got higher and higher; they were about to escape. Krasic didn't move as he stood on the central sword peak, and Girano was lying by a huge rock and drinking the wine that was served by his four maids. It seemed like the two Moon-Cla.s.s Elites didn't want to chase, and the other warriors of Zenit didn't have the ability to chase.

Just as the three of them were about to escape, changes occurred –

“Where do you think this is? Is my St. Petersburg that easy to come and go from?”

A majestic and undoubtedly voice sounded from the Royal Palace that was far away. As this voice sounded, an undescribed energy appeared as numerous dashes of golden lights appeared in the sky.

As everyone took a better look, they were all shocked! Those weren't golden lights but golden dragon! Each of the golden dragons was 10 meters long, and they had golden scales and majestic appearance. As huge pressure appeared in the area, these golden dragons quickly caught up to the Griffins at an insane speed.

The so-called Rulers of the Sky were defenseless in front of these golden dragons. In just one second, the Griffins were separated into pieces, and blood, fleshes, and bones fell down from the sky.